THE SMILE BEHIND THE STRUGGLE
I take life in stride, Answering every "How are you?" With a simple, "Fine, thank you." Even when I'm far from fine, I hide my troubles deep within, And still respond, "Thank you, and you?" I wear a smile most of the time, Especially when things fall apart. My bank balance may not reach four digits, Yet my positive spirit makes others see A person of ten digits instead. I smile when accused of being stingy, Simply because I cannot afford The sums they ask of me. They don’t know the battles I face, Because I never show my tears, Nor let my pain surface. They think I’m cold and distant, But would they understand If I shared my true story? Would they believe me? I doubt it. Am I deceiving them with my cheerful mask, One that few have truly understood? Am I right to keep this happy facade, To stay upbeat most of the time? If I revealed my financial truth, Would anyone believe it? I fear they would not. Yet, the rhythm of my heart is beautiful, And as I quietly dance to its beat, My joy grows stronger. I am unbothered if you don’t believe my tale— For my spirit remains unshaken.

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